What does home mean to you?
September 27, 2011 9:47am CST
When I was a child, home meant Mom and Dad and my brother and sisters. It was where we ate supper together after a day at school. It was a comfortable place where we were loved and cared for. Later, it was where family came together for holiday dinners and Christmas time to open presents together. As an adult, my home has become my sanctuary. It is the place I can go to escape from the stress of the day. It is where I am safe from the outside world. I can do what I want, when I want. It is where I go to spend time with my husband of 41 years. It is where things are comfortable and close at hand. I know where everything is and there are no surprises. It is where I can watch tv, or read, or blog. I am surrounded by my belongings and it represents my security blanket. It is where I belong. It is my place. It is my home.
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29 Sep 11
The house where we live is all about us, about what we are about our many facets, what hide under the carpet because people do not see us as we do not want to be seen. Our house is a witness to all that live away from the world of acquaintances and even friends, as we know our house and sometimes avoid as we show. Some are reluctant to sit too long at home, a look only as a resting place, but others only feel themselves at home, know where each object with their eyes closed, long for peace and harmony that they offer only their home. There are houses and houses as people and people, each with their personality. The houses are inhabited enjoy. Shelter usually couples or families or just a single man, dogs and cats, bugs, things, memories, emotions, feelings, sad or happy events. All are part of the decor. Each specific decor, ambiance that can not be matched by anything. Just not for nothing is said "not at home anywhere." Houses are preserving our identity every day, year after year are witness to memories and our lives. They kept in four walls joys and sorrows, happiness, accomplishments and failures, laughter, joy, and bitter tears of defeat. And if they could speak, the house we live in would say everything about us ...
30 Sep 11
My home is a constant source of joy to me which keeps me happily on my toes doing things that I love to do - gardening, caring for pets, watching tv, myLotting, surfing, and everything else that a home offers to the dweller in it! I will not trade this place for anything in the world.
• Paso Robles, California
30 Sep 11
Esther, you have said this so well it's hard to add much to it. For me home has also been these things. It's where I can be myself, relax, and feel unthreatened. It's a place where families connect with each other. It's a place generally connected with our most intimate relationships. It gives us a place to feel centered, and if we leave it for long we can feel off-balance, as though something is out of adjustment. Perhaps that's why coming home feels so good when we've been away. Home is where we belong But I have learned here on myLot that home isn't that to everyone. Some have felt most threatened in their own homes and wished they had somewhere else to go where they would feel safer. My heart goes out to those who have only longed to escape from what they have called home, but a home with no heart.